It was a clear morning. You get up out of bed wondering what the day should be like. You go down stairs to make breakfast. While opening the fridge, you realize you're all out of milk. You get dressed and head out the door closing it behind you. You see that your mailbox is full of junk mail. "Well. . .i guess I should probably get the stupid mail. . ." You say to yourself as you sigh. As you open the mail box, a river of mail come running down and onto the lawn. " OH COME ON!!" You yell. You bring all the mail in and set it down on the kitchen table.
~TIME LASPS~
You walk back home from Waffle House.
You reach your door step and you notice something. . .you look down at your foot and it seems you have stepped on some ink. "What the. . ." You look up at your door and your shocked to see that your door is wide open.
Your slowly walk in with caution. You cover your mouth and shake a little.
You house is full of ink splattered all over the walls, floor and ceiling.
You feel like someone is watching you. . .
"HELLO! It's nice to meet you!"
